He has bent His bow and set me as a target for the arrow.
For Your arrows pierce me, and Your hand presses down on me.
Have I sinned? What am I doing to You, O You watcher of men? Why have You set me as Your target, so that I am a burden to myself?
He has bent His bow like an enemy, with his right hand set like an adversary; He has killed all who were pleasant to His eye; in the tabernacle of the daughter of Zion, He has poured out His fury like fire.
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me; my spirit drinks in their poison; the terrors of God are arrayed against me.